I'm sooo tired. Gyaa hopefully you'll like this update XD. Anyways…for all of you who want a lemon…I'll add one in, in upcoming chapters….last chapter was a bit of a tease…UU I know…
Chapter 8
Gaara fiddled with his robe beneath the table. Something just didn't feel right. He was sure it had to do with Neji. It had to. Why else would he feel so anxious? His eyes kept on glancing to the clock that hung on the far wall, and how the seconds hand seemed to take forever to click by each second. He barely heard what Kankuro had said but managed to swing it as he summarized his thoughts. With a few more words, Gaara stood and dismissed his council. Putting his paper work together, he placed it in the folder and tucked it under his arm before moving around the table to the door. Just as he was about to leave and arm wrapped around his shoulder and he was pulled back against his brother's chest.
"What's got you so up tight, Gaara?" Kankuro asked, slowly releasing his brother. Gaara whipped around to look at his brother, and then glanced at the clock once more. "Gaara?"
"I don't know…I just feel like… I have to get to Neji." Gaara explained, though he felt that Kankuro would most likely laugh at him. It sounded weird, especially coming from Gaara.
"Ga-" Kankuro was cut off as someone rushed around the corner and slammed right into his shoulder. "Oy!" Kankuro was about to yell when he noticed who it was. "Sak-no, Ukon?!"
Gaara frowned. This was odd, why had the other twin showed up? Last time he checked, Ukon had preferred to be with Kimimaro, living together between the two villages. So why was he here and why in such a rush?
"Is there something wrong?" Gaara inquired, stepping forward. The appearance of Ukon wasn't helping Gaara's feelings any, if anything it made them worse. "Has something happened?"
Ukon nodded. "Well, no and yes! Something's happened but not with me. It's about Kiba!"
Gaara felt his blood boil at the sound of the name, and his fists clenched, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms. If this was to do with Kiba, Neji would be affected surely. Why couldn't that guy just leave them all alone? "Has he done something? Is he here?" Gaara demanded, holding the urge to grab the other and shake him until he spilled everything.
"I'm not sure if he's here…but he's being drugged by Orochimaru! And he-" Ukon spilled the rest, his words fast but clear and his body shook. He must have run the whole way not stopping for a break even. Gaara's mind swirled with this information. It was great to hear that Kiba wasn't willingly hurting Neji, yet if Neji knew this, would their relationship change?
"We'll have to inform Neji." Gaara wondered to himself before he pushed past the two. "Tell the council I will be away for the rest of the day and to keep a look out for Kiba. If they find him, catch him and bring him to me." Gaara ordered before he rushed away from them, heading directly home.
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Sakon felt blood cross his arms, the sting of his flesh being cut as nails clawed up his arm trying to push him away. He felt the fighting weaken then seize and he slowly pulled Neji out of the tub and onto the tiled floor. Crouching down, he used Neji's clothes to bind his arms and legs and mouth before throwing a towel over him to cover his naked flesh.
Hoisting Neji over his shoulder, Sakon slipped out of the house and across the village, taking side paths and avoiding as many people as he could. Arriving at a small run down hotel, Sakon pushed through the back door that was barely on its hinges. Walking down the dusty hallway he made it to the room with the bronze numbering 69. (Cliché, yeah I know-but it works)
Dropping Neji to the floor, Sakon stepped back and waited. His eyes remained emotionless and he didn't bother to tend to his scratched and bleeding arms. He felt hands touch his face then heard a snap.
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Gaara rushed up the front steps of his house and tried the door. He wasn't surprised to find it unlocked as he pushed inside and made a look around for his lover. "Neji? NEJI!" He called out, but was only met with silence. When he made it to their room, at first everything seemed fine. But as he neared the bathroom, the dread he felt deepened. Looking inside, he felt horror. Water and blood were splattered all around the tub and on the tiles were shreds of Neji's clothes, one towel missing. With the way the water was splayed, it seemed that Neji had been unaware until physically attacked that there was danger. So who ever it was, Neji had trusted.
"Damn it!" Gaara yelled before he whipped around and left the bathroom. "I have to find him!" Running down the hallway, he brushed past Sakon, and then pulled himself to a stop. The boy way hunched over a chair, his head to the side and his hands buried in his lap. His body was lax yet covered in dirt.
"Sakon?" Gaara called, and then looked over his shoulder as he heard someone approaching. Kankuro held in his hand a folder, and his cell phone to his ear. As soon as he saw Sakon, he closed his cell and ran over to him.
"Oy, Sakon! SAKON! Are you alright?" He called, shaking his lover's shoulders until the pale haired boy awoke. Sakon groaned and placed his hand over Kankuro's before he shot up startled.
"What…what am I doing here?" Sakon frowned as he brought his hands before him and his eyes widened. His lips began to quiver and his shoulders were shaking beneath Kankuro's grip.
Said individual looked down at Sakon's hands and he gasped. Traces of blood were caked beneath his nails and when his sleeves were pushed up, scratch marks covered his arms. His pale skin was tinted purple as if he had been in a fight and on his neck was a bloody wound- someone had bit him. It wasn't hard to figure out who that was, yet why would Kiba mark Sakon?
"He's saying you belong to him…" Gaara muttered to himself, though his comment wasn't heard. Kankuro was growling out curses at the Inuzuka, but when he saw the confused look on Sakon's face, he slowly quieted.
"Sakon, what happened?" Kankuro demanded, his grip on the boy's shoulders tightening.
"I…I don't remember…the last thing….cleaning up our clothes from the floor to do a wash…a dark figure by the window then…" Sakon narrowed his eyes in though, nibbling on his bottom lip as he fought to remember. "I was…pinned against the wall, and a scent was in the air…like lavender with a hint of oil…it made me dizzy…then…" Sakon trailed off, his eyes lifting to look at brown ones.
"Then what?" Kankuro was glad to hear that it wasn't Sakon's doing of free will. If it had been…Kankuro preferred not to finish that thought.
"I don't remember…" Sakon's eyes teared up and he threw himself into Kankuro's arms. "I'm sorry! I'm…so…so sorry!" Sakon sobbed, his body convulsing and shuddering as sobs wracked his petite frame. His body fell from the chair and Kankuro's arms wrapped around the body, holding him up against him.
"Don't worry…if you remember anything, just tell us, alright?" Glancing up at Gaara, Kankuro got to his feet. "I'm taking him back to our room, I'll see if he can remember anything more. I'll try and join you shortly." Kankuro waited for Gaara to nod before he headed off, cradling Sakon in his arms.
Gaara took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. "When I get my hands on that bastard…" Gaara stormed out of the house as he went in search of his missing lover. He probably wasn't near by, but Gaara checked anyways. He looked wherever he could think of. He checked each house and each shop he passed. Even run down homes or stores he checked. He was having no luck which was only serving to make him more worried. The sun was already setting and he had covered half of the village on his own. There had been no word form anyone about having spotted his precious pale eyed lover. This was one of the few times, Gaara was grateful to be an insomniac. His body would get tired soon and he'd be forced to take a break, but he pressed on. He would definitely find Neji.
Pausing at a small food stand, Gaara grabbed a burger and drink before he headed down the next street. His eyes scanned for anything out of the ordinary yet he found nothing. If Sakon had been the one to take Neji off- even under hypnosis- he was always good at hiding his trails. Stealth with Ninja's would come back to bite them sooner or later, Gaara thought bitterly. Stopping a few people he passed, Gaara questioned them, but still came up with nothing.
"What if he's not in the village?" Gaara alleged, before shaking his head. "Sakon couldn't have gotten that far and back so quickly. He's still in the village somewhere." Gaara reassured himself as he tossed the remains of his dinner in a garbage pale and ran up to the nearest building. He would never give up his search.
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Ukon rushed into the room where he spotted his brother laying on the bed, naked and asleep. His limbs were being bandaged from various cuts and his neck was already covered. He looked so small and vulnerable.
"How is he?" Ukon asked as he walked over to where Kankuro leaned over his little lover, tending to his body.
Kankuro glanced up, his eyes filled with concern. "Well, he's just exhausted. He was under some sort of drug. He doesn't remember anything." Kankuro stated as he finally finished and sat back. "Can you hand me those pants?"
Ukon nodded and walked over to the dresser, picking up the black yoga-like pants and handed them to the brunette. Assisting with getting the clothing on his brother, Ukon and Kankuro took seats on empty chairs in the room, waiting for Sakon to awaken so they could talk with him some.
For about ten minutes, the room remained in silence; the tapping of Kankuro's fingers the only thing breaking the unnerving stillness that had set across the room. Just then, Sakon stiffened in the bed, tossing his head to the side and arching his back. His hands clenched the sheets and his body lurched upwards so he sat up. His lips were parted slightly and they formed three words…
"Black…snake…69…"
Kankuro and Ukon shot over to the bed just as Sakon fell back, soundlessly. It was as if he hadn't done anything at all. The only signs were the ruffled sheets and the thin layer of sweat that had broken out across his body.
"Black snake…69?" Kankuro frowned…those words sounded familiar. "Ah! Black Street, Snake Refuse Hotel! Room 69." Kankuro whipped around to Ukon. "You have to find Gaara! Tell him about this now!"
Ukon nodded, glancing once more to his brother before vanishing from the room in a thin trace of smoke. This had to be where Neji was.
"Sometimes dreams tell us what we have forgotten…though some things should remain buried…" Kankuro wondered to himself, as he took his lover's hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. His lover wouldn't forgive himself for this occurrence despite it not being his fault. Kankuro sighed, feeling as if he was being weighed down by an invisible force. Why couldn't he protect his lover better? Where the Suna siblings just cursed…?
TBC
GAH! I haven't focused on what's happening with Neji this chapter…hehehe…I guess we'll all have to wait? w
Anywhooo…please review and tell me what you think. Is there anything you want to happen in this fic at all?
